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I work six days a week, but I do have a more-or-less set schedule of when I get on. I highly recommend reading my blog entitled 'Set in Stone ... I think' ... It goes over the craziness that is my schedule

I love doing both, it really depends. In a group rp that I didn't create or come up with the plot for I prefer to be passive. In group rps that I make and create the plot for I tend to give myself complete control. I am definitely an aggressive style rper in those situations. In a 1x1 or invite only where everyone is involved and helps to create the plot I like to do both, passive and aggressive.

Favorite Genres:

Slice of Life is my favorites, but I also love fandom based and country based rps. I'm open to trying most things, but there are a couple that I won't do

Genre You DON'T Like:

I don't really like super futuristic (I'm fine with things like a Hunger Games setting, but nothing with hovercrafts and wall-e type things please) and I won't do anything scary... me no likey scary thingys.

"Hello students welcome to Crossroads if this is your first year, Welcome back if it is not and Welcome to Fort Augustus, Scotland for all of you foreign newcomers" greets a rather tall and lanky middle aged lady with a bob that had begun fading grey, loosing it's natural dark brown color, freckles, decently tan skin and kind yet icy grey eyes complete with a pair of black rectangular oval glasses, a 'smart' black and white skirt suit complete with your typical and simple black ballet flats. "For any of you unfamiliar with this school or the staff here I am Headmistress MacDonough and may I just say, on behalf of the entire community here at Crossroads Institute, Welcome Class of 2019." As the Headmistress finishes more people fill to take her position. The head chairman of the music department and head chairwoman of the theater department, Mr. Crusoe and Mrs. Crusoe, explained briefly about the prestigious music and theater programs and what is accepted of their majors, briefly touching on the end of semester performances that could be read about along with everything else in the University pamphlet. Madame Hildegard, the head of the art and design department said basically the same thing as the music and theater chairpeople... however she tried to build her department up more, attempting to make it sound more prestigious than her colleagues when in reality they were equally prestigious. Madame also went into more detail about the end of semester art gallery for all of the art students.

There is quite an obvious feud between the departments, but nonetheless, you were hand picked to attend this university among hundreds and thousands of other applicants. With that honor comes many responsibilities, such as passing all of your classes with a B or risk getting kicked out of the school. This school, unlike most others, has a very small amount of students, totaling 180 at any given time. It also will not cost its students a single penny as those 180 students are accepted only on a full scholarship. The school's income is mainly provided by the work of the students at the end of each semester... which is why the Performances and the Art Gallery are such a big deal and such a major part of the final grade. Non-students and non-faculty may observe the performances and view the gallery free of charge... everyone else must pay, usually there is a very large turn-out and the old castle turned college does just fine. So, where do you belong, with the music kids, the art kids or perhaps with both?

Aspen & Alaric like each other
Sunshine & Jefferson like each other
Sidney & Mikael will eventually like each other
Mara & Isaac are Dating
Lydia & Elliot are Dating
Sebadet & Alexander are Dating
Bianca & Luke are Dating
Bellatrix & Asher are Dating
Aerlyn will eventually crush on Casey​

MAINTENANCE DEPARTMENT

A Few Posts A Day, One Post a Day, A Few Posts a Week, One Post a Week, Slow As Molasses

My Usual Online Time:

I work six days a week, but I do have a more-or-less set schedule of when I get on. I highly recommend reading my blog entitled 'Set in Stone ... I think' ... It goes over the craziness that is my schedule

I love doing both, it really depends. In a group rp that I didn't create or come up with the plot for I prefer to be passive. In group rps that I make and create the plot for I tend to give myself complete control. I am definitely an aggressive style rper in those situations. In a 1x1 or invite only where everyone is involved and helps to create the plot I like to do both, passive and aggressive.

Favorite Genres:

Slice of Life is my favorites, but I also love fandom based and country based rps. I'm open to trying most things, but there are a couple that I won't do

Genre You DON'T Like:

I don't really like super futuristic (I'm fine with things like a Hunger Games setting, but nothing with hovercrafts and wall-e type things please) and I won't do anything scary... me no likey scary thingys.

Stepping off the skateboard as he entered his room on the third floor, Andy let his board keep rolling on it's own until it hit one of the empty armoires. From the looks of the room this southern boy was the first to arrive at this very scottish school. Tossing his 'hand-held' bag onto the rolling chair, then wishing he hadn't once he remembered his laptop and musical belongings were in there. Drew pushed his larger suitcase over and lifted it into the armoire. He was a pretty light packer which made the trans-atlantic travel much easier for him... and cheaper since nothing had to go under the plane's belly. All the luggage fit under his seat or in the overhead compartments. Glancing up at his bed, Andrew gave a shake of his head and sighed, he hated the 'default' height of the beds. There were a good four and a half to five feet off the ground ... which probably wasn't terrible... unless you were afraid of heights like this young man. Deciding that he would work on that later, possibly after his roommate showed up, Chipmunk picked up his laptop and plopped himself in the rolly chair, spinning in circles a few times before scooting over to his desk, booting up the mac and opening one of the many music programs he had installed over the years, beginning to tweak and mix some new mash-ups.{Tagged; None}{Location; Dorm}
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-hey bae, you there yet?- Mara slid her finger around the screen of her new Gold, Samsung Galaxy s6 Edge before hitting the small send icon at the bottom of the screen. "Mikael shut up" Mara almost hissed at her older step-brother, elbowing him in the ribs as he made a comment about how she was 'attached' to her new 'toy'. "As if, Mikey" she smirked, knowing the hot-headed male hated the nickname, "I'm not obsessed with my phone, I'm obsessed with my boyfriend who lives half way around the world... if you recall, we all met up over the summer when we visited Nan and Pop-Pop. Perhaps if you ever figured out what love is you would lighten up a little" she half-snapped at the older male. As the cab the siblings had taken pulled to a stop in front of the school, Mara slid out of the simple taxi and walked to the trunk to collect her things, leaving her brother's belonging for him to take.

Of course she had to be on the third floor ... which really sucked when you had to lug three rolling suitcases up two flights of stairs... perhaps this school would modernize itself one day and get an elevator or two installed. Even though this was her first semester attending the college, Mara had seen the school on several occassions. That was one of the good parts about having family scattered throughout eastern Europe. It meant there could be a lot of travelling and exploring... so when Mike got accepted everyone visited a few times a year.{Tagged; Isaac, Mike}{Location; Outside => 3rd floor Hallway/Stairs}@Chitatela Katalina

Of course Cait just had to live on a farm in the middle of nowhere, right? Utterly exahusted, Caitlin felt every muscle and bone in her body protesting as she came up over the last step, dragging her luggage with her. After an hour and a half drive to the airport, a flight from Alberta to California, then another connecting flight to Germany and finally she had ended at the Airport in Glasgow around 3am. Caity had taken a few hours to collect herself and all of her belongings which somehow ended up not getting lost on any of the flights:that was certainly a first. Around 7am Caitlin managed to catch a bus and three and a half hours later, here she was, Crossroads Institute in Fort Augustus, Scotland. She went through all the customary check-ins and now, 11:30 in the morning, Caitlin was more than ready to find her bed and catch up on some much needed sleep. She adored this university but would sure as hell be glad not to have to go back for another semester after she graduated next year.

A few more paces and Cait had made it to room 214 where she fumbled with the key on her wrist for a moment before realizing the door was unlocked the entire time. Sighing, she readjusted the grip on her suitcase and re-shouldered her semi-duffel/travel bag while still holding her smaller bag and pushed the door open, walking in. Of course, as luck would have it Caitlin was the last to arrive... but re-acquainting or meeting her roommates wasn't her priority right now. Trudging over to the only empty furniture left, Caity set her stuff down and plopped into her chair, not at all in the mood to climb up to her bed and pass out. "Hi" she muttered after a few moments, the normally friendly girl seeming to have lost, well, the friendliness under the circumstances.{Tagged; Sunny, Zoey}{Location; Dorm}@Poisoned Rose@Satan's Mistress

Aerlyn had trouble keeping herself from bouncing around during the orientation but managed to seem normal and composed when in reality she felt like a child on Christmas Day, seeing all of the shiny new toys Santa had brought for them. As soon as the orientation had finished, Aery practically sprinted up the stone steps, her small 4'11.25" figure taking the steps two at a time. When she got to the top of the third floor Aerlyn realized it was a good thing her dorm was the first one... because she was so excited that she basically forgot to breathe during her sprint up the steps... and thus she had begun to feel light-headed and dizzy. Taking a few steps she leaned with her back against the hallway wall for a few minutes, just watching the other students moving their belongings in. Aer had arrived early, accompanying her folks and her older brother, they had moved her into the college the day before so that they could get her brother, Emmett, to Oxford on time... and then her parents were backpacking through the alps... again. At least with all of her belongings moved in, Aery didn't really have to be doing anything at the moment... though meeting her roommate would probably be a good idea.{Tagged; None}{Location; 3rd floor Hallway/Stairs}
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"C'mon Emmi, You'll love it here... I promise" Alex reassured the younger girl, an arm around her shoulders to help his point as he walked his little sister over to the seventh room on the first floor, dragging his trunk behind him. Their parents, well, their father, was a professor at NYU and their Grandmother was a Dean at the same college. Their mother had worked there as well, an English professer... but she passed away years ago, when Emilie was only five and he was nine. "You know where to find me" he promised, watching the quiet and small girl go in. Sure, Emilie was a timid little thing, but Alex had no doubt that she would be just absolutely fine on her own. Walking back down the hallway the way he'd come, Al pulled his trunk up the stairs to the second level and wandered until he came upon his room, wondering if his roommate had shown up already or not.{Tagged; Emilie}{Location; 1st floor Hallway => 2nd floor Hallway}
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"I don't know Alex, what if it's not a good idea" Emilie worried aloud yet very softly. Emmi was not the biggest fan of new experiences and change... actually, she was pretty well terrified of it... especially when she would have to be alone for a majority of the experience... after all, making friends wasn;t her forte. Emilie was quite shy and often came off as snobby until you took the time to get to know her ... something which most people didn;t do. Taking a slightly shuddering breath, Em gave her brother a quick yet determined nod, swept a strand of curly brown hair back behind her ear and pushed the door open, walking into the dorm, trunk being pulled just in back of her.{Tagged; Alexander}{Location; 1st floor Hallway => Dorm}
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"What's the matter Silver, can't stop using your new toy for more than two second?" Mike smirked, knowing it would irk the younger girl in the cab next to him. "Love is for losers, Mara, grow up already." Mike said, grunting slightly as he was elbowed in the chest. Small packaged certainly can pack a mighty punch ... then again, big packages can pack an even mightier punch ... just ask Mike's Mom and step-dad, he punched a nice, fist-sized hole through the wall of their 'company' bathroom after Mike burned the third batch of cookies for the day... and wasted more of the bakery's products. Needless to say, that incident at the beginning of the summer was the last time his mom had asked him to help in the bakery in place of Mara, Marina, Brody or Natalia... whoever was sick that day.

Huffing as he climbed out of the cab and grabbed his bag that his sister so generally left in the trunk for him, Mike shouldered it and marched down to the end of the hall on the first floor, holding back a slight grin as his sister began climbing the stairs. While Mikael did love Mara and was protective of all his step and half siblings, he had a weird way of showing it. Basically, he could be a real ass to them, but no one else had better mess with them, cause they'd soon find Mike's fist in their stomach. Pushing open the door to his room, Mike tossed his bag down and gave a nod to his roommate before climbing up a few rungs and crashing onto his bed, already bored.{Tagged; Mara, Elliot}{Location; Outside => Dorm}@Chitatela Katalina

The Triplets of the Mortelle family were sitting in the air port as they sat listening to music on there phones. They we're waiting for the plane from Belfast to take them to Glasgow, Scotland there a car was waiting for them to take them to the Art School. Then they would sadly go there separate ways to there dorms. They finally go on the flight and it literally was a hop skip and a jump they we're there. They loved that they Lived in Europe it mad it so much easier to get other places. They all grabbed there Luggage and went to the car. The driver took there luggage and put it in the trunk and some up front. They sat in the back quite and looking half bored in the drive. They all said hello Martin to the driver and fell silent as per there usual.

At the gate they all entered and went for the dorms. They spilt up to go to there different rooms they had been assigned. Zoey made her way to room 214. She opened up her Dorm her key turned in the lock. She was thankfully the first one there she chose her bed wisely and started to unpack. Another girl had come in and was silent she was thankful for. She was all set up when she was done she sat on her bed and put her phone on a charger. She looked up from her horror book when another girl walked. The girl said Hi in a small voice." Oi" she said back in her Irish accent and went back to reading and laying on her bed. She was smoking an E cigarette. She was trying to quit smoking so the e cigarette was her life. She was annoyed from he flight.

The Triplets of the Mortelle family were sitting in the air port as they sat listening to music on there phones. They we're waiting for the plane from Belfast to take them to Glasgow, Scotland there a car was waiting for them to take them to the Art School. Then they would sadly go there separate ways to there dorms. They finally go on the flight and it literally was a hop skip and a jump they we're there. They loved that they Lived in Europe it mad it so much easier to get other places. They all grabbed there Luggage and went to the car. The driver took there luggage and put it in the trunk and some up front. They sat in the back quite and looking half bored in the drive. They all said hello Martin to the driver and fell silent as per there usual.

At the gate they all entered and went for the dorms. They spilt up to go to there different rooms they had been assigned. Luke made his way to his Dorm. He set up his bed and lay back. He was alone no roommate. He kinda liked the alone time however wished Mark or Zoey we're rooming with him. He turned on his music full blast and just lay back. He closed his eyes as he lay on his made bed. He was beyond happy to just be in his room his third year alone. Luke finally sat up and sighed as he heard the door creek. Wait he did have a roommate. Oh right the sheet said another name Noah. He nodded to him and turned down his music.

The Triplets of the Mortelle family were sitting in the air port as they sat listening to music on there phones. They we're waiting for the plane from Belfast to take them to Glasgow, Scotland there a car was waiting for them to take them to the Art School. Then they would sadly go there separate ways to there dorms. They finally go on the flight and it literally was a hop skip and a jump they we're there. They loved that they Lived in Europe it mad it so much easier to get other places. They all grabbed there Luggage and went to the car. The driver took there luggage and put it in the trunk and some up front. They sat in the back quite and looking half bored in the drive. They all said hello Martin to the driver and fell silent as per there usual.

At the gate they all entered and went for the dorms. They spilt up to go to there different rooms they had been assigned. Mark walked to his from room it was empty as a bird. He knew he didn't have any roommates it only said his name on the door. He walked in and about setting up. H looked around buffed. Moving in day was the most boring. He hated it. He couldn't wait for Lunch he could see friends and his siblings again. They normally ate together if they could catch each other for a meal. Once the school year started there lives picked up quickly.

The Riddle children all lived in Glasgow, Scotland. Bella the oldest was on her 4th year at CIA, the twins were just starting there first year. However for the Riddle kids to live in Scotland it was to easy to drive over in 3 hours and be there. They also had a thing against people saying they had Irish accents it ticked them off actually ticked off any Scottish person. It was an Insult to say they had Irish accents and vice versa. Which was the only place that the riddle children an the Mortelle children could ever find a place to agree on. Other then that they almost despised each other. The Mortelles had nothing on the riddles. The riddle children we're all packed had eaten breakfast and got into Bella's car. She parked in student parking where they all said good bye and see you later.

Bella made her way to her Dorm she looked around her with a roll of her eye's and just started setting up. She was a crazy girl an yet at the Sam time calm and slightly melodramatic. She called it over acting. She slowly set up her area of the room she was waiting to se this other person. She wondered if sh even like the girl she didn't care much on her fourth year.

The Riddle children all lived in Glasgow, Scotland. Bella the oldest was on her 4th year at CIA, the twins were just starting there first year. However for the Riddle kids to live in Scotland it was to easy to drive over in 3 hours and be there. They also had a thing against people saying they had Irish accents it ticked them off actually ticked off any Scottish person. It was an Insult to say they had Irish accents and vice versa. Which was the only place that the riddle children an the Mortelle children could ever find a place to agree on. Other then that they almost despised each other. The Mortelles had nothing on the riddles. The riddle children we're all packed had eaten breakfast and got into Bella's car. She parked in student parking where they all said good bye and see you later.
Kris nodded to his twin sister and older sister a h made his way to his Dorm he looked about. He was all alone in his Dorm thankfully. He knew that may change eventually. He set up and smirked as he floppe on to his bed and blasts his music he danced about happy to be all alone. He did miss his twin though and the looks they got when they did the twin communication with out even talking. However the Mortelle Triplets had the Sam thing and understood every look, which annoyed the twins to no end.

The Riddle children all lived in Glasgow, Scotland. Bella the oldest was on her 4th year at CIA, the twins were just starting there first year. However for the Riddle kids to live in Scotland it was to easy to drive over in 3 hours and be there. They also had a thing against people saying they had Irish accents it ticked them off actually ticked off any Scottish person. It was an Insult to say they had Irish accents and vice versa. Which was the only place that the riddle children an the Mortelle children could ever find a place to agree on. Other then that they almost despised each other. The Mortelles had nothing on the riddles. The riddle children we're all packed had eaten breakfast and got into Bella's car. She parked in student parking where they all said good bye and see you later.
Lyn walked to her Dorm. She wasn't use to being with out her protective twin. She go to her Dorm and saw just her name. She really was all on her own. She pulled her luggage in and started to unpack. She finally sat down an bit he lip. She felt oddly empty. She made her way back outside and looked around. She wanted to go read under the tree. She made her way down, found on turned on her music and started reading.

Away in little old London England lived Pandora Dawson. She had been living in London her whole life. She liked to make different photographs look really really cool . She had been accepted to CIA last year and was happy to go back this year. She was all pack and waiting for he flight from London to Glasgow,Scotland. She finally border the Plane and took the long 4 hour flight to Scotland. She thought that place was beautiful and was perfect for photos. She got off the plane and hurried for her luggage. She grabbed it an made it to grab the taxi waiting for her. It drove her to the school and she thanked the guy paying him. She grabbed her her things fro. The back and stepped out smiling.

Pandora made her way up to where her Dorm was and looked about her. She saw kids hustling about her. She finally stepped into her Dorm and went to set up her bed quietly. She knew she roomed with another girl so when she was finished she decided to wait and meet her roommate.

St.Petersburg Russia where the Truners lived was actually a beautiful place just annoying because of the Disney movie Anastasia. They hated tourist's asking stupid questions. They we're all heading to CIA for a year or another year. Shaw and Will had been before but Jack was new. They had packed up and we're waiting in the airport terminal in Moscow to Glasgow Scotland. They all finally boreded and went to take the 5-6 hour flight to Scotland. The boys fell asleep till they landed. Once landed they got off and made there way to the baggage claim. From there they got into a chauffeured car and we're driven to the school.

Once at the school the all walked towards the boys Dorm and waved to each other. They were clos but not like twin close. Jack made his way to his Dorm. He only had his name on it. For once in his life he was glad he wasn't with his brothers or any one else. He sat there and set up as he listen to his music.

St.Petersburg Russia where the Truners lived was actually a beautiful place just annoying because of the Disney movie Anastasia. They hated tourist's asking stupid questions. They we're all heading to CIA for a year or another year. Shaw and Will had been before but Jack was new. They had packed up and we're waiting in the airport terminal in Moscow to Glasgow Scotland. They all finally boreded and went to take the 5-6 hour flight to Scotland. The boys fell asleep till they landed. Once landed they got off and made there way to the baggage claim. From there they got into a chauffeured car and we're driven to the school.

Once at the school the all walked towards the boys Dorm and waved to each other. They were clos but not like twin close. Shaw made his way to his Dorm. He was glad to be back for a second year. He had a alot of fun at this school. He went to set up his part of his room and wait on his roommate('s). He was still unpacking when the door ipe ed. He looked up to see another guy walk in." Hey m" he said in his Russian accent.

St.Petersburg Russia where the Truners lived was actually a beautiful place just annoying because of the Disney movie Anastasia. They hated tourist's asking stupid questions. They we're all heading to CIA for a year or another year. Shaw and Will had been before but Jack was new. They had packed up and we're waiting in the airport terminal in Moscow to Glasgow Scotland. They all finally boreded and went to take the 5-6 hour flight to Scotland. The boys fell asleep till they landed. Once landed they got off and made there way to the baggage claim. From there they got into a chauffeured car and we're driven to the school.

Once at the school the all walked towards the boys Dorm and waved to each other. They were clos but not like twin close. Will the oldest was on his third year and was walking the halls. He finally made it to his Dorm. H set his luggage down and set up his bed and corner. He lay back an opened the book when he was done. He would leave the electronics for later.

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